White water rafting does not involve the most attractive outfit in the world. Over your normal clothes go thick rubber dungarees, a coat of the same shiny blue material, wellington boots a few sizes too big, a lifejacket so well padded you can perform sumo wrestler moves on friends worry free, and, finally, a helmet strapped under your chin that immediately makes your scalp sweat. As soon as you are dressed like this, all you can think about is how much to now need to pee.
Two weeks in Nova Scotia are not enough. The Maritimes are a gorgeous patchwork of apple trees, wooden slat houses in pastel yellows and blues and cold, empty lakes fringed with dark pine trees. Oh, and gooooood pie. Actually, two weeks are definitely enough, or I would get disgustingly fat on buttered lobster.
Absolutely beautiful show on BBC Iplayer at the moment: Alice Roberts swims in empty lochs, freezing rivers and underground lagoons, interspaced with water-based poetry in this beautiful one-off show. As a huge fan of river swimming I am mega jealous.